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CORINNE 
OF THE CIRCUS 



A COMEDY-DRAJilA IN THREE ACTS 



By 

KATHARINE KAVANAUGH 



Copyright 1916 
By The Dramatic Publishing Co^ipany 



CHICAGO 
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CAST 



COKINNE, a girl of eighteen, very sweet and dainty in her manner. 

Should be nlayed by a slightly built girl, dressed in the tarle- 

ton skirts of a Circus rider. 
Joseph Ambrosia Jones, a good-looking man not over thirty-five 

years, dresses to represent the typical countryman, but not 

exaggerated. 
Drucilla Jones, a woman of forty, good-hearted, but fussy and 

talkative. Wears a costume a little behind the times in the 

first act. Bright colored house dresses in the second and third. 
Harvey, the manager of the Circus. A man of middle age, wears 

plain business suit, but suggests the showman. 
Davis, the ringmaster. A man of thirty-five. Rather good-looking. 

Wears in first act the ringmaster's costume of white breeches, 

riding boots, red coat and high hat. In second and third acts 

plain business suit. 
Ted, the jockey. A boy of fourteen. Wears in first act a jockey's 

costume. In second and third acts plain suit. 
Dr. Thorne, a good-looking young man of twenty-five years. 

(A number of extra people for Circus.) 

Tent can be made by throwing a large strip of canvas over 
a brace made of three poles, the corners of the canvas having 
cords to pass through screw rings screwed into the stage floor 
at the right distance. The smaller tents are only partly on 
stage and can be easily constructed. > 



ACT I. The coimty fair grounds at New Freedom. The circus. 

ACT II. The home of Joseph Ambrosia Jones. Five weeks 
later. 

ACT III. The same. The next morning. 
PLAYS TWO HOURS. 

©CID 45743 




DEC 26 1916 



CORINNE OF THE CIRCUS 



ACT I. 



Scene — The county fair grounds, New Freedom. A 
large tent C, with banner announcing in hig letters: 

DARNEM (£• SELLUM'S CIRCUS. 

A smaller tent R., only partly showing on stage, with 
tanner announcing: BABE LA VERE, THE FAT 
LADY. Another small tent L., partly on stage, with 
banner announcing: SKIN I BO, THE LIVING 
SKELETON. In front of center tent have four or 
five boxes or bench for performers to stand on ivhcn 
exhibited by the manager. The curtain rises show- 
ing a number of villagers and townspeople toan- 
dering about the fair grounds, some in couples. 
They pause before the tents and read the signs, buy 
peanuts from the peanut boy, and lemonade from 
the lemonade boy. The band is playing in discords 
off the stage. A small boy with a basket of peanut 
bags goes among the crotvd, calling '^Yer's yer hot 
roasted peanuts. Buy some peanuts fer yer lady 
friend. Only a nickel. Hot roasted peanuts.'' An- 
other boy carries a pail and dipper and calls out: 
^'Yer's yer raspberry lemonade, cent a glass." An 
old Jewish balloon peddler is pushed about by the 
crotvd. He calls ivith a strong Jewish accent: 
^'Bal-oons, bal-oons. Tek de baby a bal-oons.'' 

After the curtain is up a minute or two, the band 
stops playing. Harvey, the manager steps from the 
center tent to one of the boxes and begins to call the 
crowd. 

3 



4 COBINNE OF THE CIRCUS 

Harvey. Over here ! Over here ! See the big show ! 
The greatest aggregation of talent in the world ! The 
most wonderful show on earth ! Come in ! Come in ! 
Don 't fail to see the sights of a lifetime ! [Jos. and 
Drucilla tvander on from R. 1 E. and join the crowd 
listening to Harvey.] Ladies and gentlemen, I am going 
to present to you, free of charge, a few of our world- 
famous artists. The greatest of all is Corinne, the most 
daring bareback rider in the universe. Worth alone the 
price of admission. Corinne has ridden before the 
crowned heads of Europe. My friends, I am going to 
present to you this wonderful girl. She is not much 
more than a child, but she rides with the courage of a 
hundred men. Corinne! [There is a flar-e of trumpets 
from within and Corinne steps from the center tent to 
one of the boxes, and smiles at the crowd. Now, friends, 
you may have seen some circus riding that you have 
considered wonderful, but until you have witnessed 
Corinne 's performance you will never know what really 
great riding is. [Joe looks at Corinne as if fascinated. 
She notices him and smiles. Drucilla nudges him.] 
I will next present to you Marcelline, the world-famous 
clown. He has made millions laugh ! He will make yoii 
laugh! Marcelline! [With another flare of trumpets 
Marcelline 5^ep5 from the tent to ahox next to Corinne. 
He is made up as a clown; he hows and tips his cap to 
the crowd. ^^ Marcelline is known the world over as the 
Prince of Clowns. During his performance he wears a 
diamond and ruby medallion presented to him by the 
late King Edward. See Marcelline ! He has made the 
whole world laugh ! 

Drucilla. [To Joe.] I don't keer so much for him, 
do you, Joe? 

Jos. I reckon he's right comical when he gits to 
euttin' up. 

Harvey. I will next present to you Salambo, the 
strong man. [A flare of trumpets and Salambo steps 
from the tent to a box next to Marcelline. He wears 



COBINNE OF THE CIBCUS 5 

pink cotton tights and a tiger's skin; folds his arms and 
froivns at the crowd.] 

Drucilla. My, he looks vicious. 

Harvey. Salambo lifts five thousand pounds at each 
performance. You can't afford to miss it. His feats of 
strength are marvelous. Next let me present Princess 
Zulika, the Snake Charmer. [A flare of trumpets and 
ZuLiKA steps from tent to hox. She is dressed in oriental 
style with many bracelets and ornaments. A stuffed 
snake is wound around her shoidders.'] 

Drucilla. Mercy, look at the snake. 

Harvey. You will notice the monster reptile wound 
around the Princess. He is only one of many that she 
handles fearlessly. She has charmed him — that's why 
he is so motionless. It now gives me great pleasure to 
bring before you Allabooboo, the wonderful Egyptian 
Sword-Swallower and Fire-Eater. Ladies and gentle- 
men, he actually eats fire. [Allabooboo appears— 
dressed as an Egyptian.] 

Drucilla. Well, I think that 's foolish. 

Harvey. Now, my friends, these are only a few of 
the strong attractions to be seen within. See the Two- 
headed Baby ; see Bucko, the Trick Donkey ; see the Fat 
Lady and the Living Skeleton. Don't take my word 
for it! Come in and see for yourself! The perform- 
ance is about to begin. [The performers enter tent.] 
Twenty-five cents — only a quarter — see the whole show — 
see everything! Come one! Come all! 

[The crowd begins buying tickets and entering tent, 
Jos. and Drucilla turn down stage.] 

Jos. Do you want to go in, Drucilla? 

Drucilla. I dunno, Joe ; think we oughta ? 

Jos. Well, we came here to see the sights. 

Drucilla. That's so. I ain't seen a circus since I 
was a child. But suppose some of our townspeople were 
here. 

Jos. Well, what about it ? 

Drucilla. Nuthin'. Only you know how they are. 
I kin just hear 'Tildy Brown saying: "Who d'ye think 



6 COBINNE OF THE CIRCUS 

I saw up at New Freedom ? Joseph Ambrosia Jones and 
that old maid sister of his a-goin' to the circus. Ain't 
it scandalous?" 

Jos. Well, who keers for 'Tildy Brown ? If I want 
to go to the circus I'm a-goin'. I don't guess there's 
anybody from down our way up here anyhow, so we 
might as well go in and enjoy ourselves. 

Drucilla. Well, maybe. 

Jos. Say, Druce, did you notice that little girl that 
came out first — stood on the end over there ? [Indicates 
where Corinne stood.^ 

Drucilla. With them awful short tarletan skirts on ? 
I should say I did. Well, what about her? 

Jos. Warn't she pretty when she smiled? 

Drucilla. Well, Joseph Ambrosia Jones ! You ain 't 
makin' up to a circus girl, I hope. 

Jos. What d'ye mean, ''makin' up"? I only said she 
was pretty, and she looks young and innocent too. 

Drucilla. Young and innocent ! A circus 'girl ! 
Well, Joseph Ambrosia ! 

Jos. Well, why not ? A girl is w^hat she is, circus or 
no circus. That girl is everything she ought to be. 

Drucilla. Not in them skirts ! 

Jos. What's that got to do with it? Skirts don't 
make the girl. You women are the contarndest crea- 
tures. Just because the child is pretty. 

Drucilla. Child! She may be eighty for all you 
know. They say them paints and powders is wonderful. 

Jos. She ain 't a day over eighteen. 

Drucilla. Seems to me you discovered a whole let 
in them few minutes. Well, go in and see her if you 
like, but I never thought I'd see the day when ^uy 
brother Avould look at a circus rider. 

Jos. \Puts his hand in his pochet.'] Come along, 
then. I don't want to miss her performance. 

Drucilla. Oh, they run 'em every hour, I guess. 
Now, rd rather see that Salambo fellow that lifts five 
thousand pounds. 



CORINNE OF THE CIRCUS 7 

Jos. Well, I never thought I'd see the day my sister 
would look at a man in tights. 

Drucilla. Joe Jones, now, you behave. 

Jos. [Taking her arm.] Come along, Druce ; every- 
body's gone in but us. 

Drucilla. I'm coming, Joe ; but I can't get over them 
skirts ! 

Jos. [To Harvey.] How much to go in? 

Harvey. Only a quarter — twenty-five cents. 

Jos. [Digging in his pockets.] Well, I guess I know 
how many cents a quarter is. Kin my sister go in on 
half- fare — she ain't of age yit? 

Drucilla. [Digs Joe in the ribs with her umhrella.] 
Now, Joseph Ambrosia, you behave. 

Harvey. Well, she does look young, but I reckon 
you'll have to pay full fare. [Takes money from Jos.] 

Drucilla. [Going into tent.] Oh, you go long. 
Ain't you men awful! [Jos. and Drucilla enter tent.] 

[Enter Davis, the Ring Master, L. TJ. He is dressed 
in the white riding breeches and red coat and high hat 
of the circus ring master. He crosses quickly to Harvey. 

Davis. Has Corinne finished her performance ? 

Harvey. No, she's on now. [Hand clapping within 
tent.] Hear the applause 1 She always gets 'em ! 

Davis. Well, she has got to help me out this after- 
noon, and do a second turn in my tent. 

Harvey. What 's the idea ? 

Davis. Little O'Brien was just thrown and can't go 
on again. He '11 be all right by tonight. 

Harvey. Spitfire threw him? 

Davis. Yes; he's new to circus work, yoii know, and 
gets frightened easily. 

Harvey. And you want Corinne to ride him when 
he's in that condition? 

Davis. Oh, he's over his scare now. Besides, Corinne 
will stick to him. 

Harvey. Yes, the kid will stick all right. Every 
horse in the show loves her, but Spitfire is new to the 
business and I don't like the idea of giving him to 



8 CORINNE OF THE CIRCUS 

Corinne. Suppose he threw her. We'd lose one of the 
best performers Ave* ever had. 

Davis. He won't throw her, I tell you. Even if he 
did, she'd only be laid up for a week or so — 

Harvey. Oh, is that all ! Davis, you know as well 
as I do that this show is hardly able to carr}^ its working 
crew, much less invalids. If Corinne, or any other per- 
former, is incapacitated for work they are excess bag- 
gage and the show can't afford to carry 'em. You know 
that as well as I do. 

Davis. If anything happened to Corinne, i\l take 
care of her. 

Harvey. Oh, you would, eh? Do you think she'd 
like that. 

Davis. She couldn't help herself if she was down 
and out. I'm the only real friend she's got. 

Harvey. Friend ! You 're a peach of a friend for a 
young girl, ain 't you ? Everybody, is on to you, Davis. 
You've been pestering Corinne ever since she joined the 
show. Why don 't you quit and let the girl alone ? 

Davis. Mind your own business, Harvey. I can 
attend to mine. 

Harvey. I am minding my OAvn business. You seem 
to forget that I am managing this show and the owners 
hold me responsible. Now, if you don't attend to your 
work and let that girl alone, I'll fire you. 

Davis. And leave yourself without a ring-master, 
eh? That's likely, ain't it? 

Harvey. It will be a blamed sight easier to find a 
ring-master as good as you are than to find a performer 
like Corinne. Now, think that over, Davis, think it over ! 

Davis. Oh, dry up! I've got to have Corinne to fill 
O'Brien's place this afternoon, and that is all there is 
to it. Do I get her ? 

Harvey. Not to ride Spitfire ! 

Davis. Well, I'll give her Queenie. How's that? 

Harvey. Queenie is all right. 

Davis. Yes, tame as a kitten, but she '11 spoil the per- 
formance. Audiences like a dangerous horse. 



COBINNE OF THE CIBCUS 9 

• Harvey. But they wouldn't like to ride one. Yoa 
can have Corinne if she rides Queenie, but not for Spit- 
fire. 

Davis. All right — it's a go, then. [Loud applause 
from within tent.] 

Harvey. She is just through her turn. I'll tell her. 
[Exits into te7it.] 

Davis. [Angrily.] Blast his impudence! What's 
Corinne to him? She will ride Spitfire. I'll see to that. 

[Enter Teddy, the Jockey, quickly from L. U. He is 
a hoy of sixteen or eighteen, dressed as a jockey.] 

Teddy. Say, Mr. Davis, they just sent 'Brien to the 
hospital. 

Davis. To the hospital ! Who did it ? 

Teddy. The doctor. 

Davis. Doctor ! Who had the nerve to send for a 
doctor without my orders? 

Teddy. Nobody sent for him. There was a young 
doctor in tlie audience and he came back when he saw 
'Brien fall. He said his arm is broke. 

Davis. The blamed meddler. What did he want to 
butt in for? 

Teddy. Well, der was nobody there to stop him, and 
he just took charge. He says to O'Brien: ''De hospital 
for youse, ' ' and rings for de wagon. 

Davis. Well, O'Brien will stay in the hospital then. 
Let that fresh doctor take care of him. We pull stakes 
and leave tonight. 

Teddy. Gee, boss, I'm glad it ain't me. 

Davis. Not a word of this to Corinne, do you under- 
stand ? 

Teddy. Corinne? Gee, Mr. Davis, you ain't goin' to 
let Corinne ride Spitfire today? 

Davis. Shut up ! Spitfire is over his tantrums by this 
time. 

Teddy. Not so as you kin notice it, he ain't. He's 
stamping and pawing the air like sin. I wouldn't want 
to tackle him. 



10 COBINNE OF THE CIBCUS 

Davis. Nobody is asking you to. All you've got to 
do is keep your moutli shut ; do you get me ? 

Teddy. I'm wise. 'Tain't my funeral! [Exits R. 
2 £'.] 

[Enter Corinne from center tent; she ivears a cloak 
reaching to her knees and covering her skirts.^ 

Davis. [Turns toward her impulsively, holding out 
his hand.} Corinne ! 

Corinne. [Draws away from him.^ Don't touch me, 
Mr. Davis, please. 

Davis. What makes you dislike me, Corinne ? 

Corinne. I don't know. I just do, that's all. 

Davis. You must have a reason for it ? 

Corinne. I haven't any, except that I don't trust 
you. 

Davis. That's childish, and you're not a child any 
longer, Corinne. You're a darned pretty young woman, 
do you know it? 

Corinne. I don't want to hear it from you, Mr. Davis. 

Davis. Well, you're going to hear it from me, and 
hear it often. I'm crazy about you, Corinne, and if 
you think I'm going to lose you, you're mistaken. 

Corinne. You can't lose what you've never had. If 
you don 't stop annoying me I '11 complain to Mr. Harvey. 

Davis. Harvey knows better than to interfere with 
me. Why, you foolish child, I'm the best friend you've 
got. There isn't a man connected with this show that 
would do as much for you as I would. Come, Corinne, 
be reasonable. [Attempts to take her hand.~\ 

Corinne. [Draws away from him.] Don't touch me, 
Mr. Davis. I hate you. 

Davis. You do, eh? Well, maybe you'll be glad to 
take that back some day. Maybe you'll be glad of a 
friend before long. 

Corinne. I don't consider you a friend. 

Davis. Why not? 

Corinne. I can't explain. I only know that some- 
thing warns me against you. I don't trust you — I don't 
trust you ! 



CORINNE OF THE CIRCUS 11 

Davis. As I just told you, that's silly! Now, listen 
to reason for a moment. Suppose you became ill, or 
something happened to you in the ring, what would 
become of you? 

CoRiNNE. I don't know. 

Davis. You are absolutely alone, aren't you? 

CoRiNNE. [Pensively.] Yes, 

Davis. Haven't got a soul to turn to? 

CoRiNNE. [Wistfully.] The management would take 
care of me. 

Dxvvis. The management have got all they can do to 
carry the show. They haven't got either money or time 
to waste on a performer that can't work. You would 
be left behind — among strangers — to live or die as you 
saw fit. 

CoRiNNE. Why do you say all this to me ? 

Davis. I want to teach you to appreciate a friend 
when you have one. 

CoRiNNE. You ? 

Davis. Yes. I love you, Corinne. , [Drmvs closer to 
her.] 

Corinne. I don't think you know what love is, Mr. 
Davis. 

Davis. Maybe you can teach me, Corinne. [Attempts 
to p%it his arm around her.] 

Corinne. [Strikes him angrily and steps hach.] Don't 
touch me, I told you. 

Davis. [His hand to his cheek.] You little fiend, I'll 
tame you if it takes a lifetime. 

[Enter Harvey from, center tent. Corinne is extreme 
R. of stage. DxVVis turns toward L. U. E.] 

Harvey. My show is almost over, Davis; you had 
better get back to your ring. 

Davis. I was just going. 

Harvey. Corinne, you'll have to work an extra turn 
today on account of O'Brien. 

Corinne. 'Brien ! What has happened to him ? 

Davis. [With a sign to Harvey.] Oh, he's just sick, 
that's all. 



12 COBINNE OF THE CIRCUS 

Harvey. So you'll have to ride in his place. Queenie 
knows you and will work with you. 

CoRiNNE. Oh, I don't mind riding Queenie. We like 
each other. 

[Crowd begins to come from tent.~\ 

Harvey. Here's the crowd. Get to your ring, Davis. 
I'll ballyhoo the bunch over to you. [Davis exits L. U. 
E. Harvey stands L. U. and begins to call the crowd.li 
Over here ! Over here ! An entire new show ! Come 
along, friends; don't leave the grounds without seeing 
everything. [Band plays a lively air; the crowd wan- 
ders off L. U.] 

[Joe and Drucilla come from tent, folloiving the 
crowd. CoRiNNE starts across stage toward L. Z7.] 

Jos. [Nudges Drucilla.] There she is, Druce; ain't 
she sweet? [As Corinne passes Joe, her cloak drops 
from her shotdders; Joe quickly picks it np and replaces 
it, smiling at Corinne.] 

Corinne. [Smiles back at Joe over her shoidder.] 
Thank you, sir. [Exits L. Z7.] 

Drucilla. [Watches the proceeding.'] Them skirts! 

Harvey. [Continues his ballyhoo L. U. as the crowd 
wanders off.] A new show ! New acts ! See Lorenzo 
Brothers, the world's greatest trapeze performers; they 
hang by their teeth. See the Melvene Sisters, Queens 
of the Wire. 

Jos. Do you want to go in, Druce ? 

Drucilla. No, I ain't a-goin' to look at any more 
people without their proper clothes. 

Jos. Yeh, that Salambo friend of yours didn't have 
much on. 

Drucilla. Well, he had almost as much as that girl 
that rode the horses. 

Jos. - Gee whiz ! but couldn 't she ride ! 

Drucilla. Almost skeered me to death. I thought 
she was goin ' to land on her head every minute. 

Jos. And them bosses ! Great Jumpin ' Jupiter, 
Druce, wouldn't they look fine in my livery stable. 

Drucilla. They'd make all our bosses look like skates. 



CORINNE OF THE CIBCUS 13 

Harvey. Don 't miss the Roman chariot race ! The 
finest horses and most daring riders in the world. See 
Two-Step Billy, the horse that dances. 

Jos. Did ye hear that, Druce? A horse that dances 
the two-step. 

DrucilLx\. I don 't believe a word he says. 

Jos. Wait, I'll ask him if he's lyin'. [To Harvey.] 
Say, Mister, does that horse really dance the two-step? 

Harvey. As gracefully as you could yourself. 

Jos. Then, by Heck, he don't dance at all. 

Drucilla. I knew he was fibbing. 

Harvey. Come in and see for yourself. The show is 
now on. Only fifteen cents. 

Drucilla. Huh ! He 's come down some. 

Jos. We 've just come out of that other show. 

Harvey. This is an entirely different one, all new 
acts. 

Jos. Is that little girl riding again? 

Harvey. Corinne? Yes, she's taking the place of a 
jockey that was thrown. [Applause from L. U. E.] I 
think Corinne is just entering the ring. She is a great 
favorite — gets all the applause. 

Jos. Yeh! I clapped for her myself. Is she your 
daught3r? 

Harvey. No, just a performer. Orphan, I believe. 

Jos. [To Druce.] What d'ye think of that, Druce; 
she ain't got no parents. 

Drucilla. Well, I can't help that. 

Jos. Great snakes, who said you could; but ain't it 
sad? She's, so young and sweet. [To Harvey.] Ain't 
she got a sweetheart neither? 

Harvey. [Smiles.] Not that I know of. 

Drucilla. That's sad too, I reckon. 

Jos. No, that don't seem to worry me so much. [To 
Harvey.] May be one of them other ladies is her sister, 
or aunt, eh ? 

Harvey. No, she is entirely alone. Her parents were 
circus people, but they were killed by a fall from the 
trapeze years ago. 



14 CORINNE OF THE CIRCUS 

Jos. By gum, that's awiul. Poor child! 

Harvey. You seem to have taken a fancy to her. 

Jos. Yeh ! I have ! She 's so sweet and pretty. 

Drucilla. My land, Joe, can't you say nuthin' but 
sweet and pretty ? 

Jos. Yeh ! Pretty and sweet ! 

[A scream is heard off stage. Noise of voices growing 
louder and louder and more excited.'] 

Harvey. My, what's wrong! [Exits quickly L. Z7.] 

Jos. [Excited.] Druce, Druce, somethin's hap- 
pened; somethin's happened. 

Drucilla. Thank the Lord we weren't in there. 

Jos. But the little girl — Corinne — she's in there — 
it was her turn — may be it's her, Druce, may be it's 
her! 

Drucilla. Well, don't get so excited, Joe; she ain't 
none of our folks. 

[The crowd come on excitedly, making way for Har- 
vey ivlio carries Corinne in his arms. He comes down 
C, kneels and rests Corinne on the floor, her head in his 
arm.] 

Harvey. Corinne, little girl, where are you hurt? 

Corinne. [Weakly crying.] My foot, sir. I'm 
afraid it's broken. 

Teddy. [Stands R. C. Speaks to Harvey.] She might 
have been killed, sir ! Spitfire turned at the wrong 
time. [Davis comes doivn L. C] 

Harvey. Spitfire ! You were riding Queenie. 

Corinne. No, sir, it was Spitfire. He made me do it. 
[Foints to Daves."] 

Harvey. [Looks sharply at Davis. T Against my 
orders ! 

Davis. She was all right until she made the WTong 
jump ! 

Teddy. No, sir, Mr. Harvey. It was Spitfire made 
the mistake. He turned back suddenly because Mr. 
Davis flicked the whip in his face. I saw it. 

Davis. You lie, you little scamp ! 

Corinne. It's true, sir. I saw it, too. 



CORINNE OF THE CIRCUS 15 

Harvey. Davis, you're discharged! 

Davis. All right. I expected it. You needn 't bother 
about Corinne, either; 111 take care of her. 

CoRiNNE. Oh, no, no, Mr. Harvey, don't leave me 
Vi^ith him — I'm afraid of him — I hate him! 

Harvey. I wish I didn't have to leave you at all, 
girlie, but you'll be better in the hospital. [Corinne 
begins to soh softly.] 

Jos. [Has watched the scene closely, now speaks to 
Harvey.] Say, mister, we live in the next township 
just below here — the hospital ain't no place for a lonely 
little girl. Will you give her to us? My sister and I 
will take good care of her. [Drucilla looks on in sur- 
prise, hut does nothing to detract from the quietness of 
the scene.] 

Harvey. [^^ Joe.] Do you mean it? [To Corinne.] 
Are you willing, girlie ? They look like kind people. 

Corinne. [Looks up at Jos., holds out her arms.] 
Oh, yes, sir. I know you^re good. 

Jos. [Smiles happily, takes her fro7n Harvey's ai-ms, 
she rests her head contentedly against his shoulder.] 
Then come along, Honey ; we 're going home ! 

Drucilla. [Explodes with surprise.] Well, Joseph 
Ambrosia ! 

curtain 



16 COBINNE OF THE CIECUS 



ACT II 

Scene — Sitting room in the home of Joseph Ambrqsia 
Jones. Five weeks later. A comfortably furnished 
room. Practical door ahoiit C. in fiat. A broad loiv 
window, with muslin curtains, left of door. Back 
of the ivindoiv a wood or road drop or backing. Prac- 
tical door R. U. E. Plain taMe with cover down L. C. 
Couch R. C. Large chair R. of table. A few other 
pieces of furniture and pictures to dress stage. At 
rise DrucilLx\ is seated at table with a sewing basket 
in her lap. Enter Joseph C. D. Hangs up his hat. 

Drucilla. That you, Joseph Ambrosia? 

Jos. [Coming down stage.^ Does it look like me? 

Drucilla. Some. 

Jos. Then it must be me. 

Drucilla. But what are you doin' home so early 
in the afternoon? 

Jos. [Sits on couch.'] Oh, just felt like it, that's 
all. 

Drucilla. Been feelin' like it pretty often lately, 
aint' you? 

Jos. You got any objections? 

Drucilla. No, glad to have you, but yow ain't foolin' 
me none, brother. 

Jos. What you trjdn' to git at — ain't foolin' you 
none? 

Drucilla. Oh, I wasn't born yesterday. 

Jos. 'Deed you was not ! You ain 't no spring chicken, 
Druce. 

Drucilla. Well, when it comes to that, I ain't much 
older than you be, and look at j^ourself ! 

Jos. Well, what's the matter with myself? 

Drucilla. You been actin' like a lovesick idiot ever 
since that child has been in the house. 

Jos. I ain't, neither. 



COBINNE OF THE CIRCUS 17 

Drucilla. You have so. 

Jos. And she ain't no child — she's nineteen years 
old. 

Drucilla. And you're thirty-two. Think she's goin' 
to fall in love with youf 

Jos. No, I reckon not. She's too sweet and pretty 
for a — 

Drucilla. There you go startin' that '^sweet-and- 
pretty" thing again. Can't you think of nothin' else? 

Jos. I can't think of nothin' but her, Druce — no 
use denyin' it. Even when I'm tryin' to sell a pesky 
mule I catch myself telling the customer she's sweet 
and pretty. 

Drucilla. He must have thought you were crazy. 

Jos. Recken he did. Said he never heard of a mule 
being sweet and pretty. 

Drucilla. Well, no wonder. [Joseph starts toward 
R. V. £'.] Where you goin'? 

Jos. Goin' upstairs to see the little girl. 

Drucilla. You kin save your steps — she ain't there. 

Jos. [Turns down stage.] Ain't there! What d'ye 
mean ? 

Drucilla. Doctor Thorne took her out for a drive. 

Jos. [Disappointed.'] Oh, he did, did he? Why, 
darn him, he told me she wasn 't able to go out yet. 

Drucilla. Well, he's changed his mind. She walked 
today without a crutch and he says she'll be alt right. 

Jos. If that 's the case he can stop comin ' here. Hang 
him, we engaged him as a doctor, not a nurse. 

Drucilla. What are you mad about ? 

Jos. I ain't mad. 

Drucilla. No, you're just boilin', that's all. Jealous, 
I reckon. 

Jos. I ain't jealous — but I do think he's doin' more 
than his fee calls for. 

Drucilla. [Gathering up her sewing.'] Oh, I don't 
suppose he'll charge you for the buggy rides. 

Jos. Look here, are you tryin' to tantalize me? 



18 CORINNE OF THE CIRCUS 

Drucilla. [Rises with her sewing in her hands. "\ 
Why, Joseph Ambrosia ! 

Jos. And don 't call me Joseph Ambrosia again ! 

Drucilla. It's your name, ain't it? 

Jos. Suppose it is, don 't you think I get tired hearin ' 
it all the time? 

Drucilla. [Going toward R. U. E.] Well, if that's 
what love does to a person, thank goodness, I never was 
afflicted that way. 

Jos. Get out of my sight ! 

Drucilla. [At R. U. E.~\ Well, Joseph Am — 

Jos. Don't say it. [Pushes her through R. U. E. and 
closes door. He stands there in thought for an instant, 
then comes down stage to couch and sits there deject- 
edly.'] Doctor Thorne! I might have known it. Joe 
Jones, you ain't nothin' but an old fool, and she's so 
sweet and pretty — just sweet and pretty. [Sits in deep 
thought.] 

[CoRiNNE and Dr. Thorne e7iter C. D., Corinne hold- 
ing on to the Doctor's arm, as he leads her gently down 
stage. Joe doesn't see them until Corinne speaks.] 

Corinne. Mr. Joe, look, I'm walking. 

Jos. [Jumps up, speaks hrightly.] Well, bless my 
stars, if you ain't. 

Corinne. Stay there. I'm going to try it alone. 
Now be ready to catch me. Let me go. Doctor, I 'm going 
to Mr. Joe. 

[Joe holds out his arms to her, the Doctor lets her 
go and she starts walking toward Joe; as she gets close 
to him she falters and he catches her in his arms.] 

Jos. [Holding her close.] My little girl — my little 
girl ! 

Corinne. [Ruts her hand to his face.] Why, 'Mr. 
Joe, you've been crying. 

Jos. Cryin' — ^who — me? 

Corinne. Yes, I felt a tear on your face. Now, what 
made you cry? 

Jos. Why — er — a mule kicked me. 

Corinne. Nonsense, Tell me the truth. 



COBINNE OF THE CIBCUS 19 

Jos. Well, honey, I guess I was cryin' for joy to 
see you walkin' again. There was a time when Dr. 
Thorne didn't hold out much hope. 

Dr. Thorne. [Stands at table L.] She helped her- 
self a great deal by her own will and determination. If 
Everyone were as hopeful as Corinne we doctors wouldn 't 
flourish so well. 

Corinne. [Sits on couch.'] Nonsense. I owe every- 
thing to you and Mr. Joe and Miss Drucilla. There never 
was such a lucky girl. I ^m almost sorry I 'm well again. 

Jos. Sorry ! 

Corinne. Yes; because now I'll have to leave you 
all. 

Jos. Leave us! What for? 

Corinne. To work. The summer is only half over. 
I can get with another circus, I 'm sure. 

Dr. Thorne. Oh, I knew there was something I 
wanted to tell you. The circus you were with, Darnem 
& Sellum's, is to be in this town on the 15th. I saw the 
posters yesterday and intended to tell you. 

Jos. What do you know about that! None of us 
have been in town for a week so we didn't hear anything 
about it. So they've struck our town, have they? 

Corinne. The 15th. Why, isn't that tomorrow? 

Jos. So it is! Well, well! I wonder if that Davis 
fellow is still with them. 

Corinne. I wouldn't be surprised. 

Dr. Thorne. Isn't he the man who caused the acci- 
dent? 

Jos. Yes, but it wasn't an accident. He did it on 
purpose. The boss discharged him. 

Corinne. But he most likely took him back again. 
It isn't easy to find a good ringmaster in the middle of 
the season. 

Jos. But, Honey, I hope you ain't thinkin' of goin' 
back to that life. 

Corinne. That's the only thing I can do. I was born 
a circus performer. 



20 CORINNE OF THE CIRCUS 

Dr. Thorne. And do you love it so well you want to 
go back ? 

CoRiNNE. Oh, no, Dr. Thorne, I don 't love it. I know 
that is what they say about performers — that they can- 
not leave the life once they get into it — but it isn 't true. 
Most of them are trying to save enough to buy a little 
home where they can settle down and be happy. I've 
been happy here — happier than I ever was in my life 
before. 

Jos. Then why can 't you stay ? 

CoRiNNE. And let you and Miss Drucilla support 
me? I couldn't do that, Mr. Joe. 

Jos. Not even if we want you — powerful? 

CoRiNNE. Not even then — as kind and good as you 
are. I must work and horses are the only thing I know. 
[Enter Drucilla R. U. E.] 

Jos. Then I'll give you a job in my livery stable 
and you can sell mules. 

Drucilla. Joseph Ambrosia, did I hear you offer 
that child a job in a livery stable? 

Jos. I reckon you did, Druce. 

Drucilla. Well, you ought to be ashamed of your- 
self. 

Jos. I don 't see why. It would help business consid- 
erable. 

CoRiNNE. [Laughing.'] I don't know anything about 
mules, Mr. Joe. 

Jos. So much the better. While the customer is look- 
ing at you he wouldn't pay particular attention to the 
mule. You could say ''See what nice gentle eyes he's 
got, and such a graceful tail and his disposition is so — 
so — er — • 

Drucilla. Sweet and pretty. 

Jos. Doggone you Druce, get out of here. [Corinne 
and Dr. Thorne laugh.'] 

Drucilla. I'ma-goin'. I 'm glad enough to get away 
from your mule poetry, but I'm goin' to take this child 
back to her room for a nap before supper. Dr. Thorne, 



COBINNE OF THE CIRCUS 21 

you kept her out too long. Being a doctor you ought 
to know better. 

Dr. Thorne. I plead guilty, Miss Druce. I'm afraid 
I tired her out. 

CoRiNNE. [Laughing.'] Nonsense. The idea of mak- 
ing all this fuss over me. You'll spoil me dreadfully. 
I'm not used to it. [She starts to rise, Dr. Thorne and 
Joe start at the same time to assist her.] 

Jos. Now, Doc, you had her all morning. It's my 
turn now. [Puts his arm around her to support her.] 

Corinne. [Holding on to Joseph and laughing hap- 
pily.] One would think I was a queen with a lot of 
loyal subjects. 

Jos. So you are — just a little queen — with one loyal 
subject, anyway. 

Dr. Thorne. If your majesty will accept another sub- 
ject, I beg to offer my allegiance. [Boivs to Corinne.] 

Corinne. [Laughing.] Ah, now, stop it. They're 
making fun of me, aren 't they. Miss Druce 1 

Drucilla. [Taking Corinne from Joseph.] Well, I 
always knew Joseph Ambrosia didn't have much sense, 
but I thought doctors were different. Come, honey, 
you're all tuckered out. 

Corinne. [Going up toward R. U. E. with Drucilla.] 
Thank you for the ride, Doctor. [Turns to them at 
B. V. E.] I bid my loyal subjects good afternoon. 

Jos. AND Dr. Thorne. [Bowing to Corinne.] Good 
afternoon, your majesty. 

[Corinne laughs happily and exits B. U. E. with 
Drucilla.] 

Jos. And to think of a child like that going out into 
the world to earn her own living. 

Dr. Thorne. I detest the thought of it. 

Jos. I wdsh she'd stay right here, but you see how 
she is — proud as Lucifer. 

Dr. Thorne. She tells me she has no relatives living. 

Jos. Not one. 

Dr. Thorne. I believe she looks upon you as her best 
friend — -I might say her guardian. 



22 CORINNE OF THE CIRCUS 

Jos. I'd like to guard and protect her all her life if 
she 'd only let me. 

Dr. Thorne. So would I. That's what I am trying 
to lead up to. 

Jos. What do you mean? 
. Dr. Thorne. That I love Corinne and want you to 
give her to me. 

Jos. [Sits on couch.] My soul ! 

Dr. Thorne. Does it surprise you? 

Jos. No — I don't see how anybody can help lovin' 
her — but it's come so sudden. 

Dr. Thorne. You have no objection to me? 

Jos. Of course not. Does she care for you ? 

Dr. Thorne. I don't know. I have been acting in 
the capacity of her physician the past five weeks, but 
now that she is well there was no excuse for continuing 
my visits unless I made my position clear. As you are 
the only guardian she has I wanted your permission 
before speaking to her. 

Jos. [Rising, and trying not to let his voice hetray 
him.] You have it. 

Dr. Thorne. [Holding out his hand.] And you will 
wish me luck ? 

Jos. [Gives his hand.] Yes. I know you'll take 
good care of her. 

Dr. Thorne. Thank you. [Going up to C. D.] I'll 
be in again tomorrow. [Exits C. D.] 

Jos. [Sits on couch in dejected attitude, his hands 
clasped, anus resting on knees.] So, it's settled. She's 
not for you, you old hayseed. It's only natural she 
should take to him ; he 's young, good-lookin ' and a gen- 
tleman. It just had to be — it had to be. [Sits in deep 
thought.] 

Drucilla. [Enters R. U. E., looks at Joseph in sur- 
prise.] Well, Joseph Am — 

Jos. [Jumjnng up, turns up stage toward C. D.] 
Don't say it now, Druce; don't say it now! [Exits, 
slamming door after him.] 

Drucilla. [Looks after him in surprise.] Well, who 



COBINNE OF THE CIRCUS 23 

— well, what — what 's got into that brother of mine ! 
He's acting as cantankerous as one of his own mules. 
Men are peculiar critters, to say the least ; and the older 
they get the worse they get. I ain't goin' to bother my 
head about him; he'll come to his senses in good time, 
I reckon. [Crosses to table L. C. Davis 7-aps on center 
door from outside.'] Now, who's that, I wonder. Come 
in! [Davis enters C. D.] Well, sir, what is it? If you 
want to buy a mule the livery stable is around the corner. 

Davis. What makes you think I want to buy a mule ? 

Drucilla. Well, you're a stranger to me. This ain't 
a social call, is it? 

DxWis. Why not — we've met before, but you seem to 
have forgotten me. Don't you remember the circus? 

Drucilla. [With a gasp of astonishment.'] I know 
you now. You're the villain that tried to kill our little 
girl. You've got nerve to come here! 

Davis. That was an accident. 

Drucilla. Accident nothin'! It's a lucky thing for 
you my brother ain't here. 

Davis. Why? 

Drucilla. There might be another accident. You 
had better go while it's healthy. 

Davis. I came to see Corinne. I understand she is 
still living with you ? 

Drucilla. Where else would she be? She couldn't 
take a step without help until today. Do you think she 
wants to see yonf 

Davis. I think she does. After five weeks of this 
sort of thing she'll be mighty glad to get back to circus 
life. 

Drucilla. What do you mean by ''this sort of 
thing"? She's had a good home, good care and good 
friends since she's been here, and that's more than she 
ever had before. 

Davis. Now, my good woman — 

Drucilla. Don't you "good woman" me, you good- 
for-nothin' soalawag! 



24 CORINNE OF THE CIRCUS 

CoRiNNE. [Enters R. JJ. E.'] Miss Drucilla, what's 
the matter? 

Drucilla. Here 's a friend of yours come to visit 3^011. 

Davis. [Advances and holds out his hand to Corinne.] 
Hello, Corinne. 

Corinne. [Looks at him coldly.'] He's no friend of 
mine, Miss Drucilla. If he has come to visit me, he can 
go at once. 

Drucilla. The door is right in back of you, Mister. 

Davis. Well, really, I didn't expect such an enthu- 
siastic welcome. But I can't go until I have had a word 
with 3"ou, Corinne. If my ardent admirer here [Bowing 
to Drucilla.] will leave us — 

Drucilla. I '11 do nothing of the kind. 

Davis. I hate to have you go, . but it is a business 
matter that concerns Corinne alone. 

Corinne. I 'm not afraid of him. Miss Druce. The 
sooner you go the sooner I'll get rid of him. 

Drucilla. Well, Joseph is right around in the livery 
stable, so he had better not linger. [Goes up to R. U. E.] 

Davis. [Bowing mockingly to Drucilla.] Good-day, 
sweet lady. 

Drucilla. You go to Jerusalem! [Exits R. U. E.] 

Davis. She loves me, does she not? 

Corinne. You had better go, Mr. Davis. I don't 
understand why you came. 

Davis. Oh, yes, you do, Corinne. I wanted to see 
you. 

Corinne. I don't care to listen to you. If you had 
any real reason for coming, state it and go. 

Davis. I'll go when you go with me, not before. 

Corinne. I'll never go with you. 

Davis. Don't be childish. Harvey wants you back. 
You were the best performer he had, and he can't get 
along without you. 

Corinne. If Mr. Harvey has anything to offer me he 
will have to do it himself. I can't understand why he 
sent you. 

Davis. As a matter of fact, he didn't send me. He 



COBINNE OF THE CIRCUS 25 

fired me the day you were hurt, but he has had difficulty 
finding a man to replace me, so I am rejoining the show 
when it arrives here tomorrow. I do know he wants 
you, too, so I thought I'd get here a day earlier and 
hunt you up. 

CoRiNNE. Then you may go. Mr. Harvey can see 
me himself tomorrow. 

Davis. What's the idea of all this high and mighty 
business? Who do you think you are — a queen? 

CoRiNNE. I've been treated like one here. 

Davis. These blamed hayseeds have spoiled you, that's 
what! Now, you listen to me, Corinne. I'm tired of 
eating humble pie. You are going to belong to me, and 
the sooner you understand it the better. You can 't hold 
out forever, and I'll never give up until I get you. 
[Joseph enters C. D. unnoticed. He listens.'] I admit 
I did make Spitfire throw you that day because I wanted 
you to be left behind, so that I could take care of you. 
I didn't know that long-eared yap was going to inter- 
fere and spoil my plans. Now, I've got you again and 
you can't escape. [Davis takes a step toward Corinne.] 

Jos. [With rage, grabs him htj the throat and throws 
him up stage against C. D.~\ You contemptible scum of 
the earth, I'll kill you if you touch her. [Jos. releases 
Davis, wJio staggers an instant and then leans against 
C. D., his hand to his throat. Jos. is down R. between 
Davis and Corinne. On his last word he puts his hand 
to hip pocket as if to dratv a revolver.] 

Corinne. \ Catches Jos.' arm.] Don't, Mr. Joe. He 
ain 't worth it ! 

CURTAIN. 



26 COBINNE OF THE CIRCUS 



ACT III. 

Scene — Same as Act II. The following day. Enter 
Jos. C. D., chuckling to himself. Throws his htit on 
table L. C. 

Jos. By Heck, it do beat all ! The slickest piece of 
work I ever saw. [Chuckles to himself.'] 

Drucilla. {Enters R. V. E.'] Have you gone clean 
daft, talkin' to j^oiirself like that? 

Jos. What do you think she 's gone and done ? Sold 
that wall-eyed mule to Jakes Gessler. 

Drucilla. Who has? 

Jos. Corinne. The slickest job I ever did see. Jake 
Gessler, of all men! 

Drucilla. Have you set that child to sellin' mules? 

Jos. She wanted to do it. She has given up the idea 
of going back to the circus since she learned that scamp 
Davis is to be with it, and she's got a foolish idea in 
her head about earning her o^\ti living. 

Drucilla. As if she wasn't welcome to stay here. 

Jos. She won't stay unless she finds something to 
do, and that was the only job I had to offer. 

Drucilla. Well, I am surprised ! 

Jos. Ain't she gone and sold a mule already — the 
worst specimen I had in the place — to Jake Gessler, the 
closest buyer in this neighborhood. 

Drucilla. Sold a mule to Jake Gessler! 

Jos. Yep — clean as a whistle — without an ounce of 
help from me. I just kept my mouth shut, held my 
breath, and prayed to the Lord. 

Drucilla. It's a good thing you had sense enough to 
do that. But how in the world could that child sell a 
mule? 

Jos. Jake was so flustered when she looked at him 
he didn't know whether he was buying a mule or a goat, 



CORINNE OF THE CIRCUS 27 

and when she told him to "see what gentle, soft brown 
eyes" that old critter had, I almost busted. [Laughs.^ 

Drucilla. And did you leave her there to finish the 
sale alone? 

Jos. She didn't need any assistance from me. She's 
goin ' to make the best little salesman you ever saw. 

Drucilla. Well, I'm goin' right there and fetch her 
home. {Turns toward C. D. Corinne enters C, D.] 

Jos. You needn't. Here she is. 

Corinne. [Langhing.'] Well, I made the sale. 

Jos. Sure. I knew you'd land him — that's why I 
skipped out. 

Drucilla. You never did sell that old bag of bones 
to Jake Gessler? 

Corinne. Yes, I did, and got the money. 

Jos. How much ? 

Corinne. Two hundred and twenty-five dollars. 

[Joseph drops on couch. Drucilla into chair L. C. 
Corinne laiighs.] 

Jos. My land ! That old skate ! . 

Drucilla. Two hundred and twenty-five dollars! 
Well, I never ! 

Corinne. And here's the money. [Counts money 
into Jos.' hand.] There are two hundred dollar bills, 
two tens and one five. 

Jos. No — hold on there. That twenty-five is your 
commission for making the sale. 

Corinne. [Giving Jos. the money and drawing hack.'] 
Oh, no, Mr. Joe, I couldn't think of it. 

Drucilla. Why not? He'd never have sold that old 
relic himself, and you got two hundred and twenty-five 
dollars for it. Twenty-five is little enough. 

Jos. It's only ten per cent and still leaves me a good 
profit. [Puts notes into Corinne 's hand.] There you 
are, little girl ; your first day 's pay. 

Corinne. [Looking at money in surprise.] Goodness 
me ! I thought six or seven dollars a week would be 
wonderful — just enough to pay my board to Miss 
Drucilla. 



28 COBINNE OF THE CIRCUS 

Drucilla. What's that! Pay board to rae ! What 
are you talkin ' about, child ! I should say not ! 

Jos. And, besides, a pretty girl like you needs pretty 
things. Now, run along and buy yourself twenty-five 
dollars worth of ribbons. 

I Ted knocks at center door from outside.] 

Drucilla. Now, who can that be? [Goes quickly up 
stage and opens door. Enter Ted, the jockey. He sees 
CoRiNNE, runs to her and shakes hands. 

Ted. Hello, Corinne. Gee, I'm glad to see you. 

CoRiNNE. Why, it's Ted. Oh, I'm so glad. How did 
you know where to find me ? 

Ted. Oh, Davis told the boss. You know we want 
you again, Corinne. Mr. Harvey is coming after you. 

Corinne. [To Joe and Drucilla.] You remember 
Ted, don't you? 

Drucilla. Sure. He was the little fellow in the 
tight breeches. 

Jos. There you go again, Druce. Seems to me you 
paid more attention to clothes that day than you did 
to the circus. 

Ted. Howdy! Yep, I'm the jockey. 

Jos. So they want the little girl back, do they? 

Ted. Yes, sir. Boss said we can't get along without 
her. 

Jos. That ain't what he said the day she was hurt. 

Ted. You mustn't blame Mr. Harvey, sir. He does 
the best he can. 

Corinne. That's circus life, Mr. Joe. 

Jos. Well, I don't want you to go back to it. 

Corinne. I'll never join any show that Mr. Davis 
belongs to. 

Ted. [Looking around the room.'] Gee, this looks 
comfortable. It makes a fellow feel good to get inside 
of a real home once in a while. I bet you got nice 
soft beds upstairs, ain't you? 

Corinne. The softest beds you ever saw, Ted. 

Ted. Gee ! And clean sheets and feather pillows ? 

Corinne. White as snow and sweet as lavender. 



CORINNE OF THE CIRCUS 29 

Ted. Gee, that's great! And you've been here ^yq 
weeks. Think of sleeping in a real bed for five weeks, 
livin' in the same house, and eatin' off a real table. And 
I bet they was some eats, eh? 

CoRiNNE. Well, I should say. Ted, you just ought to 
taste Miss Drucilla's hot biscuits. 

Ted. And preserves, too? I bet you didn't have no 
preserves. 

CoRiNNE. Home-made preserves that would melt in 
your mouth, and spread as thick as that [Indicates with 
fingers.] on hot biscuits. 

Ted. Don 't tell me no more — I can 't stand it ! 

Drucilla. He has just got to taste some of them 
biscuits. [Exits R. TJ. E.'] 

Jos. Wouldn't you like to have a regular home, Ted, 
with regular meals and a real bed to sleep in ? 

Ted. You bet I would. I never had a home — I never ! 

Jos. Then what's the matter with stayin' right here 
with us ? 

CoRiNNE. Oh, Ted, listen! 

Ted. Do you mean it? 

Jos. I sure do. I'd like to have you. I ain't got no 
fast horses for you to ride, but if you like mules — 

Ted. I like all animals— dogs and cats and horses and 
elephants and tigers — and even rhinoceroses. 

Jos. That's some animal — that last one. 

Ted. You bet you. And they all likes me, don 't they, 
Corinne ? 

CoRiNNE. That's right. They all like Ted. 

Ted. And they'd miss me somethin' awful if I left 
them. You see, some of the fellows ain't nice to 'em, 
'specially when the boss ain't around. 

Jos. I thought you just rode the horses? 

Ted. Oh, no, I helps to feed and water the animals, 
too. You got to do a lot of things around a circus. You 
ought to see our elephant toss me up in the air and set 
me down again, just like a baby. I tell you, that old 
skate just loves me. 



30 CORINNE OF THE CIBCUS 

Jos. I reckon that means that you won't come live 
with us. 

Ted. Gee, I'd like to, Mister. It would be great to 
have a home like this, but, you see, they're my friends, 
and I can't go back on 'em. 

Jos. [Pats Ted's shoulder.'] All right, Ted, but I 
want you to remember that the home is here whenever 
you feel like coming. 

Ted. T'anks, Mister, t'anks. [Wipes his eyes with 
his coatsleeve.'] Gee, but youse is a great fellow. 

Corinne. [Her hand on Jos.'s shoulder.'] He's the 
best man in the whole world, Ted. I guess I ought to 
know. 

Jos. [Emharrassed.] Here, you two youngsters are 
plum spoiling me. 

Dr. TnoRNE. [Enters C] Good morning people. 
IVe come to take the little girl for a drive. Are you 
ready, Corinne? 

Corinne. Yes, Doctor. This is Ted. You have heard 
me speak of Ted? 

Dr. Thorne. Indeed I have. How are you, young 
man? [Shakes hands with Ted.] Maybe Ted will come 
along with us ? ^ 

Ted. T'anks, sir, but I've got to hike back to the lot. 
You know we give a parade today. 

I)r. Thorne. So you do. Well, come along, and I'll 
drop you wherever you say. [Corinne has put on her 
hat.] 

Corinne. We won't be long, Mr. Joe. I want to be 
back in time to see the parade with you from the window. 

[Corinne, Ted and Dr. Thorne turn toivard C. D. 
Enter Drucilla R. TJ., with pasteboard shoe-box.] 

Drucilla. Wait a minute, Ted. Here's a dozen of 
them biscuits and a jar of home-made jell. I reckon 
you're goin' to eat 'em all, and holler for more. 

Ted. [Takes box under his arm.] Oh, t'anks, ma'am. 
Say, you won 't mind if I give one of 'em to Christopher 
Columbus, will youse? 

Drucilla. Who is Christopher Columbus? 



COEINNE OF THE CIRCUS 31 

Ted. He's my dog. He's an ugly son-of-a-giin, but 
he's my pal. 

Dr. Thorne. Why do you call him Christopher 
Columbus? 

Ted. [Proudly.] 'Cause he kin lick anything his 
size. He's some scrapper. 

Dr. Thorne. Then you should have called him George 
Washington or Ulysses Grant. 

Ted. [Puzzled.] Is dat so? Guess I kinda got my 
dates mixed. Well, I can't change it now. I guess Use- 
less Grant and dem other guys won't mind. 

Dr. Thorne. [Laughing.] No, they'll understand 
you didn't mean to slight them. 

Ted. [With box under one arm, he waves his cap to 
the others in the room.] Well, so long, folks. Youse 
has treated me grand. [To Drucilla.] T'anks for the 
eats, lady, and Christopher Columbus t'anks you, too. 
[Exit C. D., followed by Corinne and Dr. Thorne, who 
are laughing.] 

Jos. [Laughing.] My gracious, but he's a comical 
youngster ! How would you like to have him about the 
house, Druce? 

Drucilla. Well, I never cared much for children, 
but since Corinne has been here I'm kinda changin' my 
mind. 

Jos. [Impatiently.] How many times have I got 
to tell you that Corinne ain't a child. She's a young 
woman, and, what's more, she's — 

Drucilla. [Interrupting.] Now, don't say "sweet 
and pretty." 

Jos. Well, I'm thinkin' it. What I was goin' to 
say is — she's goin' to be married. 

Drucilla. [In sur^yrise.] My land — who — ^what — 
when — 

Jos. I don't know ''what" nor ''when," but the 
"who" is Dr. Thorne. 

Drucilla. [With a long breath.] Well — I — never! 

Jos. Neither did I! I reckon when she comes back 
she'll be engaged. 



32 COEINNE OF THE CIRCUS 

Drucilla. Well, Joseph Ambrosia! 

Jos. [^Exasperated J] Doggone it, I knew you were 
goin' to say that. Don't 3^011 suppose I feel bad enough 
about it, without you " Joseph-Ambrosia-ing " me? 

Drucilla. I don 't see what there is to feel bad about. 

Jos. No, you don 't. / do ! 

Drucilla. I think it's a very good match. 

Jos. Well, who said it wasn't? 

Drucilla. You ought to be glad the child is doing 
so well. 

Jos. [Gloomily.'] I ought to be — but I ain't! 

Drucilla. Why ain't you? 

Jos. Gosh hang it, Druce, if you don't shut up and 
git out of here, somethin ' is goin ' to bust ! 

[There is a rap at center door.] 

Drucilla. Now, I wonder who that can be ? 

Jos. I know how to find out. 

Drucilla. [Going to C. D.] So do I, smarty. 
[Opens door. Enter Harvey, followed hy Davis. They 
remain up stage. Drucilla stands hack of door, looking 
at Davis.] Well, the nerve of some people ! 

Harvey. [To Jos.] Good morning. I'm Harvey of 
the circus. 

Jos. Yes, I recognize you. Come in and sit down — 
but you'll have to leave your dog outside. 

[Davis glares angrily at Jos. Drucilla smothers a 
laugh. Harvey looks puzzled.] 

Harvey. My dog? 

Jos. That animal that's trailin' behind you. 

Davis. [Angrily to Jos.] Do you mean me? 

Jos. I hate to flatter you, but I do. 

Davis. [Raises his cane.] You — 

Harvey. [Puts out his arm to stop Davis.] None of 
that, Davis. I came here on a matter of business. 

Jos. I'll have nothing to say to you until that rascal 
leaves my house. 

HxiRVEY. [To Davis.] Go back to the lot, Davis. I 
don't need you. ^ 

Davis. You ought to have Corinne for the parade. 



COEINNE OF THE CIRCUS 33 

Her costume is ready — all she's got to do is jump 
into it. 

Harvey. Get out, I tell you. 

Davis. [In doorway, faces Jos.] I'll get even with 
you, you— 

Drucilla. [Slams door on him, shutting him out.] 
Oh, you git out ! [Exits R. V. E.'] 

Harvey. [To Jos.] I apologize for bringing Davis. 
I didn 't know that you disapproved of him. 

Jos. Oh, I don't disapprove of him. I'd only like 
to wring his neck, that's all. 

Harvey. You know why I am here, I suppose? I 
want Corinne to come back to us. 

Jos. I'm afraid you're too late. 

Harvey. What do you mean? She hasn't accepted 
another engagement ? 

Jos. I wouldn't be surprised. 

Harvey. Why, that's not likely. There's no other 
circus playing this territory. 

Jos. I guess there are other engagements besides cir- 
cus engagements. 

Harvey. [Surprised.'] You don't mean — ? 

Jos. Yes, I do, too. 

Harvey. Engaged to be married ! Little Corinne ! 
[With a sigh of resignation.] Well, I guess that set- 
tles it. 

Jos. It usually does. 

Harvey. Give her my best wishes. I hope she'll be 
happy. 

Jos. Won't you wait? 

Harvey. No, I must get back to business. The parade 
starts at eleven. So long. [Exit.] 

Jos. By gosh, I've almost got Corinne married with- 
out her knowing anything about it. 

Drucilla. [Enters R. U. E.] Has that man gone? 

Jos. No, l\e got him in my pocket. 

Drucilla. You think you're smart, don't you? 

Jos. If I were I wouldn't answer your fool questions. 



34 COBINNE OF THE CIRCUS 

Drucilla. You were talkin' t.o yourself when I 
came in. 

Jos. Well, if I were I don't want any answer. 

Drucilla. I'll be glad when Corinne is married and 
out of the house, for you've been acting like a can- 
tankerous old mule ever since she has been engaged. 

Jos. See here, Druce, don't you go saying anything 
to Corinne until she tells you herself. 

Drucilla. Why not? She is engaged, ain't she? 

Jos. I don't know. 

Drucilla. You don't know? 

Jos. The fact is, I ain't sure. I know the doctor is 
going to ask her, but of course she has got something 
to say about it. 

Drucilla. Well, I should hope so! Maybe she'll 
refuse him. 

Jos. Druce, that's the nicest thing you've said for 
weeks. 

Drucilla. Oh, is that so? I suppose if she does, 
you'll ask her yourself. 

Jos. I ain't got the nerve. 

\ There is a loud miirntur of excited voices off stage.'] 

Drucilla. What ^s that, Joe? Do you hear? Some- 
thing has happened. 

Jos. Maybe it's the circus starting. 

Drucilla. [Throtvs open center door.] No — it's our 
liverty stable — there 's a crowd — it must be a fire ! 

Jos. Fire! At the stable'! Out of the way, Druce, 
I must save my horses. [Jos. starts toward center door. 
Drucilla tvaves him hack.] 

Drucilla. My land, Corinne has been hurt — the 
doctor is carrying her here' 

\Enter Dr. Thorne, ivith Corinne in his arms.] 

Jos. Corinne, my little girl, what is it? 

Dr. Thorne. [Placing Corinne on the conch.] It's 
all right, folks. She isn't hurt. I had to carry her 
away to keep her from going back into that burning 
stable. 

Corinne. Well, I had to save the horses. 



COBINNE OF THE CIRCUS 85 

Dr. Thorne. She saw the fire first, and was in there 
before anyone could stop her. The horses are all out, 
and the fire won't amount to much. 

Jos. Hang the fire ! If anything had happened to 
you, Corinne. 

CoRiNNE. [On couch, Jos. kneeling on floor heside 
her.] Why, Mr. Joe, I love those animals. My, weren't 
they glad to see me ! It 's funny how a fire could start 
there, isn 't it ? 

Jos. I can't figure it out. 

Drucilla. Somebody threw a lighted cigarette in 
there, and if I ain't very much mistaken, I know who 
did it. 

Jos. Who do you mean? 

Drucilla, That Davis! He said he'd get even, 
didn't he? 

Jos. {Standing itp.] If I thought — 

Dr. Thorne. He would only deny it, and you have 
no proof. No great harm has been done. Better let it 
rest. 

Drucilla. [To Corinne.] Come, honey, and have 
a cup of tea. You're still trembling. [With her arm 
around Corinne, they exit R. U. E.'] 

Jos. Well, Doc, [With a nod toward B. U. E.], am I 
to offer congratulations? 

Dr. Thorne. I'm sorry to say no, Joe. 

Jos. What ! She hasn 't refused you ? 

Dr. Thorne. That's just what she has done. 

Jos. Great Scott, I wonder why ? 

Dr. Thorne. You had better ask her and find out. 

Jos. Didn't she tell you? 

Dr. Thorne. Yes — she said there was someone else 
she cared for. 

Jos. She didn't tell you who? 

Dr. Thorne. No, I didn't ask her. I thought I'd 
leave that to the other fellow. So long, Joe.- [Exit 
C. P.] 

Jos. Well — what — do — you — know — about — that ? 
[Enter Corinne R. U. E. Jos. is L. C] 



36 COBINNE OF THE CIRCUS 

CoRiNNE. [Stands shrjly near R. U. E.^ Mr. Joe, — 
Dr. Thorne asked me to marry him thi"s morning. 
Jos. [Softly.] I know he did, Girlie. 
CoRiNNE. And I refused. 
Jos. He — he told me. 
CoRiNNE. Are you sorry? 
Jos. No, I'm glad — glad! 

CORINNE. Why ? 

Jos. [Holding out his arms to her.'] Oh, honey, 
don't you know — I want you myself? 

CoRiNNE. Mr. Joe! [Corinne runs to Jos., wJw 
folds her in his arms.] 

Jos. My own little girl — at last ! 

Drucilla. ■ [Enters R. U. E., stands amazed.] Well, 
Joseph Ambrosia ! [The circus hand starts to play in 
the distance. Drucilla runs to the door.] Here comes 
the parade. 

Jos. [To Corinne.] There's the band, honey. Does 
it make you homesick? 

Corinne. No, my home is here, always and forevei;. 
[Puts her arms around Jos.^s neck. He kisses her. 
DrucilLxV is at the door heating time to the hand.] 

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BLUNDERING BILLY 

A FARCICAL COMEDY IN THREE ACTS 

By 
ANTHONY E. WILLS ' 

Author of "Barley's Ranch," "Her Gloves,'' etc. 



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The reception room of ''The Strathmore," a family 
hotel on the shores of San Francisco Bay, near Alameda, 
California, is the scene where the action of all three acts 
of this play takes place. Act I, Morning ; Act II, After- 
noon; Act III, Evening. Two hours are required for the 
presentation. The five male and three female characters 
are as follows: 

Ezra Tuttle, a rich mine owner. 

Billy Butler, always in trouble. 

Lieut. Griswold, from the Presidio Reservation. 

Sing Toy, a servant. 

Hank Dibble, an Old Salt. 

Dorothy Tuttle, Ezra's daughter. 

Clarissa Burnham, a guest at "The Strathmore." 

WoYO San, a Japanese girl. 

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Diamonds and Hearts 

A Comedy Drama in Thtee Acts 

By EFFIE W. MERRIMAN 

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This play has become one of the most popular in America. The 
good plot, the strong "heart" interest, and the abundant comedy 
all combine to make a most excellent drama. "Bub" Barnes is a 
fine character of the Josh Whitcomb type, and his sister is a worthy 
companion "bit." Sammy is an excruciatingly funny little darkey. 
The other characters are good. Fine opportunity for introducing 
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CAST OF CHARACTERS 

BERNICE HALSTEAD, a young lady of eighteen, with an affec- 
tion of the heart, a love for fun and hatred of arithmetic 

AMY HALSTEAD, her sister, two years younger, fond of frolic.^ 

INEZ GRAY, a young lady visitor, willing to share in the fun. ... 

MRS. HALSTEAD, a widow, and stepmother of the Halstead girls 

HANNAH MARY BARNES, or "Sis," a maiden lady who keeps 
house for her brother 

DWIGHT BRADLEY, a fortune hunter and Mrs. Halstead's son 
hy a former marriage 

DR. BURTON, a young physician 

SAMMY, the darkey bell-boy in the Halstead house 

ABRAHAM BARNES, or "Bub," a yankee farmer, still unmar- 
ried at forty— a diamond in the rough 

ATTORNEY; SHERIFF 

Time of playing, two hours. 
Two interior scenes. Modern costumes, 

SYNOPSIS OF INCIDENTS 

Act. 1. Parlor of the Halstead home. The young doctor. The 
three girls plot to make his acquaintance. An affection of the heart. 
•'Easy to fool a young doctor," but not so easy after all. The step- 
mother and her son. The stolen diamonds. The missing will. 
Plot to win Bernice. "I would not marry Dwight Bradley for all 
the wealth the world contains." Driven from home. 

Act 2. Kitchen of the Barnes' farm house. Bub takes off his 
boots. The new school ma'am. "Supper's ready." "This is our 
5iephew and he's a doctor." Recognition. A difficult problem in. 
arithmetic. The doctor to the rescue. "I'm just the happiest girl 
In the world." "I've come to pop the question, an' why don't I 
do it?" Brother and sister. "If it's a heifer, it's teh be mine." 
The sheriff. Arrested for stealing the diamonds. "Let me 'knock 
yer durned head off." The jewels found in Bemice's trunk. 

Act 3. Parlor of the Halstead home. "That was a lucky stroke 
— hiding those diamonds in her trunk." The schemer's plot miscar- 
ries. Abe and Sammy join hands. The lawyer. "Bully for her.'* 
Bradley tries to escape. "No, ye don't!" Arrested. "It means, 
dear, that you are to be persecuted no more." Wedding presents, 
and a war dance around them. "It is no trick at all to fool ^ 
young doctor." 

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The Outcasf s Daughter t g^^Acu 

By MARION EDDY PRICE, 25 CENTS 

Ten male, five female and one child characters. Plays two and 
one-half hours. Modern costumes. Three interior, one exterior 
scenes, all easily arranged where there is any scenery at hand. No 
stronger melodrama has been given the play-loving public. Full of 
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Vv'here joy and laughter are mingled with pathos and suffering, but 
all ending happily. A melodrama without a villain or the use of 
firearms. Amateurs may play it successfully, it plays itself, and 
it is adapted to strong repertoire companies. 

CAST OF CHARACTERS 

Car! Faber An ex-convict 

Howard Ross A manufacturer 

Dennis Hogan Servant to Roi s 

Abel Gardener to Ross 

Judge Havens Of the police court 

Recorder Of the police court 

Lettner Clerk of police court 

Second Court Clerk Clerk of police court 

Two policemen 

Little Hugo Agatha's child 

Agatha Steme Ross' bookkeeper 

Ida Rheinhold A retired singer 

Mrs. Wilmuth A washerwoman 

Xatie Factory girl 

Frances , Factory girl 

SYNOPSIS OF SCENES 

Act 1. Ross' private office. "What has given me the honor of 
this visit?" "I will never sing again. My life has been a sad 
failure." "Good God! My mother!" "I have done wrong, I confess, 
but when a mother asks, a child must forgive. Oh, Mr. Ross, help 
me." "You, my rich and famous mother, to you I was nothing, 
and you — you are nothing — nothing to me." "Agatha! Agatha! 
My child! My child!" 

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How I could have loved him." "Yes, Katie is right, I have nothing 
but bread for my sweet child." "Madam, I vould lie if I say she 
vas anything but a lady." "On the other side, towards the garden, 
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them " "You do not look like a man who could commit mur- 
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made me desperate." "My picture! I must be mad." "You are 
good, child, but you shall not call me father." "Father! Father!" 

Act 3. Ross' Garden. "He is so good to me, but I cannot forget 
my poor unhappy father." "The picture was taken when I was 
young. He shall have it." "Stay here and be my wife." "That 
suspicious old man is in the garden." "For her I sacrificed every- 
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Act 4. A Police Court. "Do not ask me, your honor — I am an 
*!X-convict." "Your silence will not help you." "It vas dark und 
Mrs. Steme vas that scared she vas faint." "I hope, sor, yer honor 
believes in a future life, sor." "He wished to see his child; I am 
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HER GLOVES 

A FARCE IN THREE ACTS 

By 
ANTHONY E. WILLS 

Author of '^Blundering Billy," "Burley^s Ranch,'' etc. 

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CAST OF CHARACTERS 

Walter Dillingham A dealer in real estate, Comedy lead 

Jefferson Euggles His father-in-law, Character 

Egbert Slocum A friend of the family, Juvenile 

Charley Brooks A neighbor, Comedy 

Jim Eyan A theatrical manager, Comedy 

Mrs. Euggles Wife of Jefferson, Old woman 

Blanche Dillingham Wife of Walter, Lead 

Dora Euggles In love with Slocum, Ingenue 

Elizabeth Brooks Wife of Charley, Comedy 

Valeska Bijou . .A leading lady, Comedy 

The action of the farce takes place in the home of the Dilling- 
hams, New Eochelle, New York, during the month of May. 

ACT I 

A PAIR OF GLOVES 

(Afternoon) 

ACT II 
THEY ARE LOST 

(A few minutes later) 

ACT III 
THEY ARE FOUND AGAIN 

(Next morning) 

One interior scene for the three acts. Modern costumes. Plays 
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By W, D, EMERSON 

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